Fridayitis
There's something about Fridays that turn my brain to mush and make simple things hard. I think it's called tiredness?
Today's Fridayism involved me going into a major panic because I thought I had shrunk by an inch, when C measured me at 5 foot 5 (not a problem problem, but I LIKE being 5 foot 6! And I'm way too young to start shrinking!) this morning. Luckily, some correct calculating later, we discovered I am indeed still 5 foot 6.666666666666 after all. Thank God. C, however, has apparently grown an inch!
You may - quite understandably - be wondering why the hell C was measuring me in the first place. It is not a common occurence! It was for one of the several hundred forms we had to fill in for the House Move Stuff (still ongoing, but closer to the goal)... in fact, C is filling in one in as I type. And yes, I know it's a weird thing to have to put on a house related form (they wanted to know my weight too but I'm not telling!), but there you go. Something to do with insurance. Whatever.
In the spirit of Fridaydom, I am mildly looking forward to tonight's BB... would be looking forward to it more if I thought whiny wee Chanelle would actually go, but it doesn't seem very likely. We do, however, have this rumour going round. I bet it's not true (although, there's another rumour that the BB producers held a 'crisis meeting' this week, trying to stop the series from being so boring, so it may well be)!
Have a happy weekend, people, and think of me wasting away in the classroom while the sun comes out - as I am sure it will, by cruel twist of fate!